AN: So this is a new story i'm working on, it's a little rough. I suck at spelling and grammer, and i'm not really sure about where this story is going. SO if anyone has any ideas or anything I will be happy to hear them. Please also tell me what you think! (Might be a little depressing)

CHAPTER one

Harry stood in the middle of the train station, just across from 9 ¾ which lead to Hogwarts express. His hands were in tight fists as he looked around. So many people rushing to get to their next destination, but where was his? Sure he was heading to Hogwarts that was obvious. But what about after that? Was there a heaven for him? Would he go to Hell? Or would he just be nothing, non excising, not anywhere just gone?

A quiet sob brought Harry back from his depressing thoughts. The Dursleys where standing directly infront of him. Vernon was bighting his trembling lip as he looked away from Harry, Petunia on the other hand was crying quietly staring directly into Harry's green eyes. And Dudley, poor Dudley was trying his hardest to hide the fact that he was crying while he stared at his feet.

Harry's throat chocked as he looked at his aunt. His family and him had never been close till this summer. The summer had in fact started as it normally had the previous years both equally disliking each other, that was until 'the event' happened. Ever since 'the event' happened things changed forever. Harry cleared his throat and looked away.

"Well I guess this is goodbye then," He said, his voice full of emotion. And with that he found himself swept into the arms of his sobbing aunt. How many years as a child did he wish for this comfort, for this love, for this compassion from his aunt? How many times did he find himself ready to do anything just to feel love from his family? But this, this was to bad, this was not what he wanted.

"Oh Harry. Why you? Why is it always you? I can't lose you Harry. Your all I have left of Lily. I can't lose you." His aunt cried in his shoulder, her hands gripping tightly to his shirt. Harry started to feel tears threatening to leave his eyes. He had to go. He had to leave before he lost it. He had to let go.

Almost as if sensing his nephews thoughts Harry's Uncle gently pulled his wife away from Harry, where she was now openly sobbing into his shirt. Grabbing his trolley he started moving toward the boarder to the Hogwarts Express. As he reached it he turned around to give one last look at his family and met the tear filled eyes of Vernon.

"Goodbye boy, we'll miss you." His uncle mouthed. Harry nodded his head and with that he crossed the boarder…

Hermione Granger exited the girl bathroom feeling for the first time since summer good. Not only was she going back to Hogwarts, but she was going to see one of her best friends. The summer had been hard on her, just when she got home she got the news that an old muggle friend had got cancer and died. Hermione spent a couple months grieving . Then she got moved to Sirus's house with Ron, the rest of the Weasleys, Sirus himself, and a few Order members.

Yeah she loved the Weasley's dearly , and she loved spending time with Ron, and listening to Sirius tell stories of the past. She loved knowing new information about You-Know-Who and the order (the very little she got). But it wasn't as much fun without Harry, and withholding information from him was terrible. It made her feel all guilty and just overall bad. She knew that Harry deserved to know whats happening more than anybody else. But Dumbledore made them promise, both her and Ron. She knew that Ron felt bad about it to, but he was also happy to see Harry again. They were a little nervous to see Harry. They knew that Harry might be mad at them, but they also knew he would eventually forgive him. At first Harry sent them letters every three days demanding to know what was happening, then as the summer went by Harry's letters stopped except random vague letters every now and again.

"Ready Mione?" Ron beside Hermione said. Hermione sighed then smiled up at Ron as he took her hand and they started towards the Prefect's meeting.

The prefect's meeting seemed to drone on and on as Ron and Hermione waited for the end. Then finally it ended. Both Ron and Hermione smiled at each other as they hurried to the compartment to where Harry was. They quickly found the compartment. Taking a deep breath Hermione headed, but the sight she was met with made her and Ron freeze.

He was sitting there his face resting on his hands asleep, a lone tear trickling down his cheek. Eyes puffy as if from crying. But it wasn't the fact that their friend was crying, even though that was weird on it's own, that made them freeze. It was his appearance that froze them. His skin was pale, a sickly pale. He was also thinner than he was before. So thin he appeared almost fragile like. He also had dark circles under his eyes, like he never slept. The two shared a glance with each other frowning, and slowly sat down staring at their friend.

After about ten minutes of watching Harry he started to stir. Moving his head back and forth. A couple of seconds later he started moaning.

"Cedric." He said over and over. "No not Cedric." Ron was the first to move. He quickly grabbed Harry's shoulders gently shook them till he came awake. Harry creaked one eye open, then shut it quickly again.

"Ron," he mumbled smiling gently. And then his eyes came wide open as he stared at Ron and Hermione. Both Ron and Hermione looked back at him nervously, waiting for him to blow up about not telling him anything. But instead of blowing up, or becoming even remotely angry. His face lit up in a huge grin, as he lifted himself up and then hugged both of them.

"Oh man! It's so good to see you guys!" Harry exclaimed as he let the two go and sat back down across from them. "I haven't seen you guys for ever."

Ron gave out an uneasy laugh as he said, "Yeah you to." But before anybody could say anything a voice entered their compartment.

"Oh would you looky here, we got Weasel, Mudblood, and Potty all together again." Malfoy drawled as his two cronies Crabe and Goyle laughed dumbly.

"Yeah I know Draco isn't it nice. I bet you missed your friends to." Harry said with a friendly smile. Everybody stopped for a couple seconds and stared at Harry.

"You okay Potter?" Malfoy asked uneasily, as if talking to a mental patient.

"Oh yeah Draco, of course. It's nice to know you cared. "

Malfoy's face grew red as he looked confusedly at Harry. "Alright Potter something is wrong with you. Is this a set up? Am I getting pranked? I should've known something was wrong when I saw you and your relatives crying and hanging on each other. This is all a joke I knew it." And with that the Slytherins left.

Harry's smile dropped once Malfoy left, while Hermione's mind was reeling. Everybody knew that Harry hated his relatives and them him. So why were they crying together? At first she didn't believe what Malfoy said but as she thought back to Harry's appearance it seemed as if he had been crying. And his expression after Malfoy had said it proved it true.

"Harry-" Hermione stared full of concern. But Harry interrupted her with a fake smile.

"I don't want to talk about it Mione. Lets talk about something else. Like what happened with you guys this summer." Harry said looking like he was interested.

But as Ron started talking about the summer eagerly Hermione knew it was just a ruse to distract them from him. But why would he want to distract them from him? Was he hiding something? Did something happen over the summer? And Why was he acting so strangely? All these questions appeared in Hermione's head. And as she watched Ron and Harry talk she figured that she was going to do everything in her power to not leave those questions unanswered.

AN: tell me what you think

btw...I don't own anything in this story but the plot :`(